{YO Guys! I am your author SSS_Shobani, I am writhing this to tell you that all the authors note will be written in {} brackets. I also hope that you will enjoy this story as much as I did while writing it. If you fing any problems with any chapter or have some suggestions do let me know in the comments. Let's embark on a beautiful journey. (There will be lots of action.)}
"Why is it hurting so much? W..why? It was supposed to be a fucking easy fight. How the FUCK did they detect that mutated fuck. Why... is it paining so much."
A boy could be seen laying down on a huge barren ground. Not much could be seen but a remarkable feature, a deep cut on his body. The cut started from his right shoulder down to his left thigh. Upon closer inspection one could see the slight thumping of his heard and some of the organs.
His eyes had a eerie golden glow and his body was quite muscular. He was wimpering and mumbling in pain. Froth was starting to accumulate in his mouth. He mumbled something and his body levitated a few meters from the groung covered in a dim red glow.
The surrounding atmosphere was quite brizzare. One could see huge mulitated bodies surrounding the boy. Upon closer inspection one could easily tell that they were not human species, probably monsters. Huge bodies, 4 arms, sharp teeth, green scales and three eyes. They were all armed. The most noticible feature, clean strikes on the neck probably from a blade or a hole in the chest showing the obliriated heart.
The land's colour was quite unique as to say. Reddish pink as if it has absorbed blood of countless beings. As if the land had seen such a huge bloodbath that will faint even the strongest hearts. A huge area around the boy was devoid of any life, be it plants or animals.
After a certain radius the vegetation looked like as if hit by a thunderstorm. This may be the result of the shockwaves from fighting. The most remarkable thing that could be seen was a huge monster probably of the same species as the previous ones.
This one was different, he has black scales that shone like obsidian. He also had 4 arms but all of them weilded different weapons. Two of his arms held something unholy. A huge sword that had teeth as it edge. The monster's eyes had different coloured pupils and he wore a armour. His huge teeth were clearly visible and he wore a pendant with a skull.
This was probably their leader. He had many injuries but the most prominant one a huge spear through his chest that pinned him to the ground. His posture showed that he had accepted his fate as he had his arms spread and his face had a smile.
A smile of a content warrior. A smile of a warrior who had met a worthy enemy and had no regrets dying by his hands. A smile showing that his last wish had been fulfilled. The wish of an honourable fight. His blood drriped down with the spear as a medium. The land greedily drinking it.
This peaceful environment was broken by a few patrol units, screaming the name of the injured boy who was currently healing. The boy who would change the faith of the humans. The boy who would grow up to be their savior. The peace returned when the boy was taken away.
The silence and calmness was returned over the lands. The landmass looked mesmerising when the rays of the stars fell over it. One could see a planet. A planet full of life and joy.
Om a young boy in his early teens was laying in grass, staring at the starry night. He was a curious and playful kid. He had black hair and brown eyes. His skin was of light brown colour. He had a good height according to his age. His build was average. He was wearing simple shirt and jeans.
He was born to Arjun and Maina, the successors of the 'Pandian' clan and thus had the surname Pandian. The Pandian tribe was famous for their terriffic warriors but their legacy was lost over time. The Pandian clan had not produced a warrior over a long time.
Om and his family lived on a planet that they called 'God's Grace'. This planet was ruled by the final surviving god in tangible form, the God Of Justice, Shani Dev. Under his rule the planet had become an ideal safeground and the ideal living place over the majority of planet.
This world was normal like any other but there were special abilities available for the residents of this world. These special abilities were given in the form of classes. The people who gained some classes were given the titles of 'Superhumans'.
All the residents of this world awakened their classes by the age of 16. Some awakened early some late. A test was taken every year to determine the class of the residents. Classes strengthed the humans giving them greater vitality, stamina and life than normal. In this world Power was everything.
The humans used this power given to train themselves to reach greater heights and protect thier world. The people use their powers to either fight at the battlegrounds or to make the lives of many convinient. Where is the battleground you may ask well that is a story for another time.
Anyways we will talk about this later. This planet had a huge moon. The unique thing, this moon was reddish pink in colour and looked like a glittering ruby at night. this moon was named 'The Holy Land'.
Their were many folktales as to why it was called so. The most famous one said that there was a time when our ancestors used to live their. As the humans grew in power so did their greed. They started a conquest to gather as many polaces as they could but as they say a human's greed is unfatomable.
The humans tried to conquer a civilisation that they should not have touched. The result, a blood bath. The entities of that civilisation were more powerful than us, they seeked revenge.
Nearly all the gods were slain and Shani dev gathered their souls and escaped to this planet. The humans lost countless powerhouses and legacies were forgotton.
Om a young boy who was still staring at the moon and thinking about this folktail could not help but smile at the creativity. He was just a simple human who was loved by his parents. Who knows what fate had for his and countless other peaceful lives. A war to destroy all dreams, hopes and ideologies...